Life After Death

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Jason crawled out of the bus, his ears were ringing, "LAURA!" He screamed so loud he felt like his vocal cords were gonna rip. He looked around to see the undead, many of them were people who came on the bus, shambling towards him. He grabbed a knife that laid a few feet away from him.

"Oh god, Laura!" He screamed again. One of them screamed and rushed at him. He made quick work of it, staving it in the head. They both fell to the ground, him on top. He yanked out his knife, blood sprayed on his face, "Babe?! Reid?! Craig.." his vision started to get blurry with tears. He had just lost everyone.

Anger washed over him, he got up and sliced at a zombie running at him. "C'mon, you ugly f-" another rushed at him, he sliced at it, cutting it's head in half, it fell to the ground with a thud. Another rushed at him and again, he easily killed it.

He stabbed one in the head, he tried to yank the knife out, but it snapped. He heard screaming behind him, followed by gravel crunching underneath feet. He suddenly felt a excruciating pain in his lower left arm, followed by a burning sensation. He turned around to see a zombified Steve, with a huge chunk of his arm in his mouth. He had a huge steel beam through his torso.

His adrenaline kicked in, without thinking he grabbed the beam and ripped it up, splitting Steve in half. He dropped it and turned around running towards the woods.

He crashed through the leaves, twigs snapping beneath his feet. Everything was going black, his whole body felt like it was on fire. He heard voices, familiar voices.. "son? Son"...his dad...was he dying? "Jason!" This time his mom, followed by his brother,aunt grandparents, uncle. He clutched his ears and fell to the ground.

He started dry heaving, then he vomited.. "not...like...this..." he whispered. "Jason!!" This time it was Laura, he teared up. "Oh god!" He heard people running towards him. He open his eyes, he could barley see, everything was blurry and almost black, but he made out faces. Reid, Craig, Zhang and Laura.

They grabbed him and started running. "We need to get him back to base!" Zhang shouted, he looked around to see Laura staring at him. There were tears in her eyes, "I love you" then, he blacked out.

When he woke up, he was in a small bed with race cars on it. He looked around the room he was in, a small child's room. A light blue wallpaper and white carpet with Toys scattered across the floor, a tv mounted in the corner, a train set. He got up and noticed something, he was shorter.

He was a kid again. He looked at his arm, no blood, no wound. Had it all been a dream? He smiled and walked towards the door.

He walked into the kitchen to find a woman with long, brown hair, and peachy skin. It was his mom. She was alive. "Mom?" He asked, she turned around. "Morning sweetie!" She said with a smile. "Mom..." he whispered again, tears filled his eyes. She looked sad, "what's wrong sweetie?" She asked, kneeling in-front if him.

He shook his head "nothing, just a bad dream" she pulled him into a hug, "Well, breakfast is ready!" She got up "I made your favorite, French toast!" She opened a cabinet and pulled out five plates, "would you go get your brother and father, tell them it's breakfast time?" Jason nodded, "yes ma'am".

He walked down the hall happily, his family was alive, he was home. He knocked on his brother, Erik's room. "Come in!" He stepped inside. Erik sat at a desk, on his computer playing some shooter game. "Breakfast is ready!" Erik didn't look at him, "Alright! Be there in a minute, let me finish this match!"

Next, Jason went to his parents room, his dad sat on the bed, putting on socks. "Dad" He turned around "yeah buddy?" He smiled "breakfast time!"

They all sat around the table, with a big stack of French toast in the middle, they had a great view of the city. Jason grabbed the syrup and poured it all over his toast. He took a huge bite, a metallic taste filled his mouth, he spat it out and looked down. Blood covered his rotten plate of food. He then looked up at his family to see them rotted and decayed, his dad had a huge chunk of flesh in his mouth and his brother had a chunk of his neck missing.

The building in the city were now on fire, screams echoed from below. He looked back at his family, they were gurgling and hissing. He backed up, he started to run, but they pounced on him, screaming.

He shot up with a scream. "No! Stay down!" Laura screamed, she pushed him back onto the seat. They were in an SUV. Laura cupped his face, "hold on! We almost got it babe!" She kissed his forehead. He suddenly felt something tighten on his arm, he looked over to see a belt tightened around his arm, Zhang was holding onto his hand, pulling his arm. Right in front of his arm, Reid was kneeling with a machete. "I'm so sorry man!" He said, his voice shaking.

He slammed it down, making a loud thump, followed by god awful pain. He scream, Laura grabbed his face, "look at me! Just look at me!" There was another thump and a squelch, his arm went numb. Laura stroked his cheek, "it's okay, it's okay..." everything went dark again.

He woke up in an old, abandoned apartment. The one he stayed at when he was with Allen. But, he wasn't a kid, he was his current age. "Hey kid" a voice said.

He turned around to see Allen, he smiled "how's it going?" Jason looked in shock, "I-I-I-". "Ya got bit...yeah.."
Jason looked down, "it happened so fast, I didn't have time to do anything".

Allen crossed his arms, "Well, you're gonna live" he chuckled, "you just need to wake up"

He woke up, still in the car. His arm was bleeding, bad. Zhang pulled out his lighter, flicked it on and ran it over Jason's stump. Jason couldn't feel it, his arm was numb and he felt drowsy.
He again, passed out.

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When he woke up again, he was in a bed. Laura sat in a chair beside him, asleep. His stump was was bandaged and there was an IV in his arm. He looked up at the ceiling for what felt like hours before someone came in. He looked up to see Kasy, holding a sandwich and glass of water.

"Hey, you're awake!" She smiled. Jason sat up, "How long have I-" "only a day".
She sat the sandwich on his bedside table, "you need to eat and rest!"

She left the room, closing the door behind her. He sighed and grabbed the plate of food, a turkey, cheese and lettuce sandwich with cucumbers, and ranch. When he finished, he put the empty plate back on the table and laid down. It took a while, but he slowly dowsed off.